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Thomas Hardy (1840–1928).  Wessex Poems and Other Verses.  1898.
 
6. Postponement
 
 
SNOW-BOUND in woodland, a mournful word,
Dropt now and then from the bill of a bird,
Reached me on wind-wafts; and thus I heard,
        Wearily waiting:—
 
“I planned her a nest in a leafless tree,        5
But the passers eyed and twitted me,
And said: ‘How reckless a bird is he,
        Cheerily mating!’
 
“Fear-filled, I stayed me till summer-tide,
In lewth of leaves to throne her bride;        10
But alas! her love for me waned and died,
        Wearily waiting.
 
“Ah, had I been like some I see,
Born to an evergreen nesting-tree,
None had eyed and twitted me,        15
        Cheerily mating!”

1866.
 

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